Welcome to the first chapter of Days of our Future! The sequel to Days of our Past. Please enjoy it :)
Bulma was fast asleep when a strange tingling sensation filled her body. When the feeling persisted, she sleepily slid out of bed and grabbing her robe off of a nearby peg she put it on and went into the bathroom. For a moment Bulma was worried. She was in her fifties now; was she really at that age where she couldn't hold her bladder anymore all night? Flipping the light on, she glanced at her reflection and then froze.
Her scream echoed throughout the house.
Several hundred miles away Chichi lay in her bed staring at the wall. Night time had come hours earlier but she couldn't sleep. Ever since Gohan had died it had been impossible for the older woman to sleep completely through the night. How could she sleep when she was all alone? Her body tingled slightly and she rolled over, tears falling down her cheeks. First Goku, then Sumiko, and then Gohan…why had she been spared to live her life alone?
"Oh Kami…" she whispered sadly. "Why can't you let me die too?"
The hair on the back of her neck stood on end as a familiar male voice asked, "But Chichi, why would you want to die?"
Trunks ran to his mother's room as fast as he could. He had been sleeping soundly when his mother's scream had ripped him out of his sleep. Fear gripped his heart as he burst into the room. Had someone broken into the house? The bathroom door was open and when he walked through the door he froze.
His mother, or someone who looked like his mother, stood in front of the sink mirror gaping at their reflection.
"M-Mom? What happened to you?"
Bulma looked at him in horror. "I have no idea! I woke up to use the bathroom and when I turned on the lights I looked like this!"
Trunks could only stare at her wide eyed. His mother had had the plump curves of an older woman; her hair had been long and was almost always tied back in haphazard braid. Her face had been wrinkled but Bulma had worn every one like a badge of honor. Now, instead of the fifty year old woman that she was, Bulma looked like she did 25 years before, around the time Vegeta and the others had died. Her skin was smooth and glowing in the way that only a young person's could. The weight she had put on through the years and disappeared and the slim curves she had been so proud of were back. Her hair was still long but even Trunks could see that it had a healthy sheen to it.
"Wow Mom…you look the same as you did when I saw you in the past."
Touching a hand to her face, Bulma said dazed, "I look the same as before your father died…" She gasped and turned towards him with a troubled expression on her face. "Oh Trunks, do you think Kiwi did this?"
Trunks blinked. Kiwi, his younger sister, had been missing for months. She had stayed behind in the past promising to return to the future within three months. Seven months later and there was still no sign of his missing sister. Trunks was equal parts furious and worried. He loved his little sister and hadn't wanted her to stay behind but she had insisted and now she was gone. Unfortunately, with the lack of technology, there was no way to communicate with her and there was no way to speed up the charging for the Time Machine. It would be another year and a half before he could even think about returning to the past to find her.
He rubbed a hand through his purple hair. "I'm not sure." He admitted. "She said she was going to New Namek to wish Gohan back but I would have felt his chi if he were revived."
Bulma looked slightly disappointed. "Are you sure? You were sleeping when…" she paused to wave a hand at herself. "When this happened."
"You could be right…" Trunks sighed. "I'll search out for his chi now but don't get your hopes up…we don't know if something like that could have worked."
Bulma nodded and kept silent as her oldest child closed his eyes. She jumped when his face turned pale and his eyes flew open. "I don't believe it." He whispered. Without waiting he turned and rapidly walked over to the window in her room.
"Don't believe what?" Bulma demanded, following close behind.
"I gotta go mom," Trunks said as he pushed the window open. "I'll be back as soon as I can!"
Then he was gone.
"No…" Chichi whispered. Hearing that voice she had immediately jumped out of bed and turned around. There, to her surprise, had stood Goku. His face had looked equal parts happy and confused.
Now, he lifted a hand to the back of his head and rubbed it. "Uhh…No what Chichi?"
"This is a lie!" Chichi said desperately. "You're dead; I'm just seeing things now!"
Goku took a step towards his wife. "Chichi, I'm really here. See? I don't have a halo!" He pointed up at his head and Chichi felt tears dribbling down her face as she realized he was right.
Her legs gave out from underneath her and she collapsed on the ground crying. "Oh Kami Goku, It really is you!"
Goku was beside Chichi in seconds, his arms wrapping around her. She clung to him and cried.
"Where…am I?" the young girl looked around in confusion at the broken remains of the city she sat in. All around her stood and lay people with similar expressions of shock and confusion. Recognition sparked across her face. "I-It can't be!"
Jumping to her feet, she powered up and shot into the air laughing happily.
She was going home.
All across the earth people were blinking back into existence. Trunks flew rapidly towards Pepper Town, his heart pounding hard in his chest as he neared the last place he had seen Gohan. Back at Capsule Corps he had felt the brief glimmer of his former mentor's chi. Was he really alive? Nearing the town he stopped short as a familiar man rose up from the ruins of Pepper Town. Tears pricked the back of Trunks' eyes as he took in the sight of his oldest friend alive again.
Kiwi had really done it.
Three months later, Gohan stood on the front lawn of Capsule Corps with the rest of the Z Fighters celebrating their return from the dead and the defeat of the androids. With the help of the returned warriors, Bulma had been able to fix up the outside of the property and it looked almost normal again. Once that had been finished Bulma had declared that they were to have a party; something Gohan had been looking forward to. Currently the young man stood with his arm looped around the shoulders of his girlfriend, Videl. After the inexplicable way the world's former dead had come to life, Gohan and bumped into her while running an errand for Bulma and the two of them had hit it off. At the moement Videl's father, Hercule Satan, was on tour being hailed as the savior for having "defeated" the Androids. A small group of people, the Z Fighters including Videl, knew otherwise.
Gohan glanced down at his girlfriend and smiled; he never thought he could be so lucky. With big blue eyes and short black hair Videl was what Krillin called "a looker". Although if Gohan were to be entirely honest, one of the reasons he found himself so attracted to Videl was because she looked similar to a girl he had seen in otherworld. It had only been for a moment but Gohan didn't think he would ever forget the pleading look on her face as she had been dragged backwards towards a giant hole in the ground. She had looked strangely familiar although Gohan hadn't been able to place a finger on where he had known her.
His attention was pulled away from the petite girl beside him when Bulma walked out of Capsule Corps. Gohan wasn't sure he could get used to her new appearance. Bulma had always been an attractive woman but the years had taken their toll on her and the last time Gohan had seen her she looked to be middle aged. Now however…Bulma's long hair had been pulled into an elegant side knot and her slim body was encased a youthful pair of shorts and a tank top. She lifted up her arms and the crowd quieted down.
"Hey guys! I just wanted to give a special welcome to each and every one of you!" A trembling smile appeared on Bulma's face. "I can't tell you how good it is to be reunited with each of you after all these long years of separation. Sending Trunks and Kiwi into the past was a huge gamble but as you can see it paid off."
Videl tugged at Gohan's side and whispered, "Who's Kiwi? I remember meeting Trunks a few days ago."
"Kiwi is Trunks' little sister." Gohan explained in a low voice. He frowned as he turned his attention back to Bulma. Since his resurrection he had not had a chance to speak to the young girl. Trunks had been vague about his sister's whereabouts and Bulma had been equally tight lipped. After the party Gohan would corner Trunks and ask him again; he was starting to worry. His attention drifted and he smiled at the sight of his older sister Sumiko pouting from beside their father.
Sumiko may have been older but since she had been thirteen when the androids killed her, she had been brought back to life as a thirteen year old. This irritated the young woman thoroughly and she swore that as soon as the dragonballs were viable she'd be wishing herself to be her true age of twenty five. Sumiko caught his eye and scowled at the grin Gohan sent her way. When they had been first brought back, Kami had said that it would take a full year for the dragonballs to be useable. Gohan was going to enjoy the next nine months of having a "little sister".
Bulma finished her speech and everyone went back to enjoying each other's company. Everyone except Vegeta. The prince of Saiyans was seated beneath a tree with his arms folded across his chest ignoring everyone in the general vicinity. Videl wandered off to speak with his mother and Gohan found himself talking with Trunks. After several moments of light conversation Gohan asked, "Alright Trunks…Where's your sister? Did she…did she get killed in the past?"
Trunks looked like he was about to protest but Gohan touched his hand to the younger man's shoulder and said firmly, "Look, I cared a lot for Kiwi and its troubling me that I've been back for three months and I haven't seen hide or hair of her."
"I'm sorry Gohan…I don't know where she is." Trunks admitted. "I returned from the past nine months ago. She stayed behind to search for the Namekian dragonballs since she had her own Time Machine…She should have been here by now…" He paused, shoulders drooping. "It takes the Time Machine a long time to recharge here so Mom and I thought it would be best if we kept everything about Kiwi quiet until she returns or…I'm able to go back to the past and find out what happened."
Gohan nodded feeling sad for his friend. It was hard not knowing where all your family was. He and Trunks drifted apart to other conversations and Gohan settled down to talk with Krillin. The next two hours passed quickly and the group had settled down on picnic blankets to eat some desserts Chichi had made when Trunks shot to his feet. Everyone stared at him. "Uhh…Something wrong Trunks?" Krillin asked nervously.
Trunks concentrated hard for a moment before a wide grin broke out across his face. "She's back!" he cried out excitedly.
As the others looked on in confusion, Bulma stood up and covered her mouth with a trembling hand as she looked to where, up in the sky, a strange looking machine blinked into existence. "Oh Trunks, is that really her?"
Videl looked at Gohan curiously. "What is that? Who are they talking about?"
Gohan watched as the machine flew downwards and landed near the group of people. "I think," He said slowly, "It's Kiwi."
The machine let out a hissing noise and the Z Fighters followed close behind Trunks and Bulma as they rushed over to the machine. Gohan and Videl stood with the others and watched as the top of the machine lifted up and backwards revealing a surprised looking young woman. As she stood up and hopped down from the machine, Gohan felt his mouth dropping opening. That was Kiwi? Gone was the skinny little girl who had followed him around begging him for attention. In her place was a beautiful young woman who liked something out a young boy's dream. Her shirt and jeans did little to hide the curves of her body and that hair waving around her face and down her back…Her face was currently buried against Trunks' chest. When she pulled away and looked at the other's surrounding her, Gohan was able to see her green eyes.
The same green eyes he had seen in Otherworld.
Kiwi hopped out of the Time Machine and immediately threw her arms around her brother. Kami how she had missed him! Before their trip to the past, she and Trunks hadn't been that close but with everything they had been through and done for each other Kiwi could say safely that Trunks was now one of her closest friends. Tears pricked her eyes as she held onto her brother tighter but she held them back; no need to give the Z Fighters an unnecessary show.
"Kami Trunks," she managed to say teasingly. "Someone might think that you miss me if you hug me any longer."
Her brother pulled back and said with mock sternness, "You should be happy I'm hugging you and not shaking you silly. Where the hell have you been?"
"I'll tell you about it later," Kiwi promised as her mother's arms snaked around her from the side.
The older woman squealed as she hugged her daughter tightly, "Oh Kiwi, I was so worried when Trunks told me that you had stayed behind!"
This time Kiwi couldn't stop the tears that fell from her eyes as she pulled back slightly and looked at her mother's youthful face. The love shining there had Kiwi hugging her mother again tightly. "So worried that you're having a party?" she replied with a grin.
Before Bulma could reply, Goku stepped forward and asked, "Who is this Bulma?"
Bulma pulled back but kept her arm looped around Kiwi's waist. Her blue flickered towards Vegeta who was standing at the back of the crowd an irritated expression on his face…well he was going to find out sooner or later. The woman smiled brightly. "Guys, this is my daughter Kiwi. It's thanks to her that you guys are here."
Everyone began speaking, some to Kiwi, some to Bulma but both women were momentarily occupied. Bulma with staring at the retreating back of her lover and Kiwi with staring at the object of her desire with his arm looped around an unfamiliar woman's shoulders.
Kiwi's eyes narrowed and her chi flared. Just who the hell was that?
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